For me, art begins when I am not
working. With my lifelong habit of looking closely at everything, I contemplate color, shape, texture, space, and their relationships
as they appear in daily life. I look at art, clouds, faces, even such
objects as discarded scraps of metal and wood (which I collect for
possible use). In some mysterious way, thoughts and observations recede,
percolate and, in time, bring forth a color, texture or other element
which is the genesis of an artwork. The first element then suggests a
second and a third, and so goes the making of art. I make my art through
a combination of experience, knowledge and thought, but something else
happens at a deeper level, not logically plotted. Call it magic.

Many of my paintings have assemblages of metal or metal and wood attached
to the canvas. Some include collage. Shape, line, color, texture and
space interact on canvas, and sometimes beyond its borders. Using these rough
materials on a ground of translucent depth (acrylic paint, pastels and
other traditional media applied layer upon layer), I find beauty and
formal elegance in unlikely combinations. Equally important are the
textures, energy and space which are sensed rather than seen. Mystery,
spirit, the layered nature of existence. Inspired by nature, art,
discarded objects, and the inner journey, my artworks transform
disparate elements and integrate them into a new universe.